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Dec 3
Missing you, heart's silent call.  
I long to be yours, all.  
Together, we'll grow old, love's embrace.  
No one else matters; it's us, always.  
When you're ready, be my shieldโ€”  
In your arms, I find my home.
Written by
alit  F
(F)   
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